Me, Simon And Little Moiz

And sometimes when I'm alone like this

I return to the alleys of my youth

to my childhood that disappeared with the years

to those old friends of mine

I return to the colours and the sounds

to the naive and big eyes

I return to the neighbourhood to the berry tree

to the very red kite tied by a string

we were kids and it was a long time ago

me, Simon and little Moiz

I remember the rex cinema day-shows

and from afar the church bells

oh how we chased doves on roofs

we wanted to fly with them up to the clouds

and in the amusement park on swings

we promised to be faithful to all the girls

we played sign and long horse and headers

the wars were not real then

we were kids and it was a long time ago

me, Simon and little Moiz

In Sabbath shoes and a barette hat on

and with beautiful Hebrew with ayin and with chet

we rode on a cloud made of pillows

and we drowned ships with a cork gun

I was Tarzan, and Simon was Erol Flynn

and little Moiz jumped like gonga din

and on the very cold winter nights

we were covered with all the dreams

we were kids and it was a long time ago

me, Simon and little Moiz

Years passed sine and now the city's big

not even a word is heard from Simon

and little Moiz where did he disappear to

and rex cinema no longer exists either

but me when I'm alone like this

I return to the alleys of my youth

to my childhood that disappeared with the years

to those old friends of mine

we were kids and it was a long time ago

me, Simon and little Moiz